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Morning is here again, bright and new
It intimidates me by always asking, what will you do?

The options are endless, but c'mon, it's me
Faithful to my protective patterns is what I tend to be

The concept of time weighs on me, day after day
Will there ever be enough of it, and when I'm running out will I know what to say?

I'd like to move forward, go forth with ease
But this year is important, so don't let it be over too soon, please

I'm rarely present in the moments, they pass me by
The more unpleasant ones stay with me which begs the question, why?

I wish I'd prioritize gratitude over comparison, but it's tricky
I try to shake anxiety and envy, but they're ever-growing within me
 
If it's up to me to choose happiness, to be full
Then why do I convince myself it's out of my control?
 
Right and wrong, everyone has their own opinions
I need to place more faith in myself when it comes to making decisions
 
If I know anything, it's that this is imperative
How do I honor my story and establish an honest narrative?
 
I sense that we all struggle, to seek truth and meaning
It's easy to let the noise that surrounds us be relentless in its intervening
 
It amounts to disheartening distraction, such a waste 
To keep our insecurities from winning the game, they must be faced
 
Time is fleeting, and at the end of the day you don't want to wonder
Am I actually noticing this beautiful sky I've been put under?
 
There may be someone you miss, I understand that kind of doubt
Sadly, time doesn't guarantee us anyone, so when they're gone, we bravely adjust our route
 
I really hope pride awaits me, there at the finish line
Did I work hard, love in abundance, and create a life that's all mine?
 
It's scary to dwell on the uncertainty of what's to come
However, I'm beginning to believe there's goodness ahead I can't even fathom
 
In the meantime, I will continue to serve my mind and heart
In what ways am I contributing to my surroundings, playing a positive part?
 
Time encompasses lessons that are sometimes stringently taught
But we needn't feel alone in the darkness, and perhaps that's something I forgot

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